It is

You loved my hands
And though I couldn’t believe it,
I let you.

You did for me
And though they couldn’t understand,
I let you.

You died too soon
And though I couldn’t stop it,
I let you.

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  1. Luke G. says:

    I love this piece. Strangely enigmatic yet moving; in the sense that for me it hints at both quiet desperation and loss…. Keep writing.

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